Running a Little Late
The General went out to find that none of his G.I.s were present. One finally ran up, panting heavily.
“Sorry, sir! I can explain, you see I had a date and it ran a little late. I ran to the bus but missed it,
I hailed a cab but it broke down, found a farm, bought a horse but it dropped dead, ran 10 miles, and now I’m here.”
The General was very sceptical about this explanation but at least he was here so he let the G.I. go.
Moments later, eight more G.I.s came up to the general panting, and he asked them why they were late.
“Sorry, sir! I had a date and it ran a little late, I ran to the bus but missed it,
I hailed a cab but it broke down, found a farm, bought a horse but it dropped dead, ran 10 miles, and now I’m here.”
The General eyed them, feeling very skeptical but since he let the first guy go, he let all of them go, too. At that moment, a ninth G.I. jogged up to the General, panting heavily.
“Sorry, sir! I had a date and it ran a little late, I ran to the bus but missed it, I hailed a cab but…”
“Let me guess,” the General interrupted, “it broke down.”
“No,” said the G.I., “there were so many dead horses on the road, it took forever to get around them.”
